My Shattered Mind

My Shattered Mind
By Kevin Robey
March 9, 2013

No inspiration, but I’m like stone
Stuck in my resolve in being alone
This anxiety is gripping me, killing me
Cutting the air until I no longer see

I write this down, no salvation found
I can tell there’s no one else around
I’ll look for friends, in music and then
Scratch my bones, again and again

You find the reprieve, but not the cure
For a toxic feeling, it’s so damn pure
So I find solace in a different medium
Yet it all falls into a state of tedium

Blind faith says my story will one day be told
But I ask who will tell it, as the fear takes hold
I will not survive this, it’s suffocating me
My final cries will be your haunting memory

You can call me selfish all you want
But these demons speak in killer fonts
I’m just reading the writing on the wall
In blood, the message here is sprawled

It tells the tale of a boy once so bright
With so much promise, no clouds in sight
But the storm came, it was always there
It doesn’t even matter that you care

Your sunshine will never touch my mind
A place where shadows are easy to find
But what is the root cause, what is the prime reason?
It comes with the change, it comes with the season

You just have to trust me when I say
This never would have worked anyway
My soul is haunted by this terror unseen
It shreds my heart like you wouldn’t believe

Although you’ll never see the fire burning my mind
The evidence of the arson won’t be hard to find
This is down and out, rock bottom as they say
But don’t count me out, as my mind decays

Hope or despair, existing at the same time 
I look nowhere, for answers I’ll never find
Can no longer stand the pain that has no name
Take this with you, back from where you came
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September 24, 2013 at 8:57 PM
Very strong and powerful words. Full of anger, despair, pain, strength, sorrow and anguish, The reader can feel every emotion you are portraying. nice job
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